1. What’s something you've won and how did you win it?
I've never won a "enter your name in a drawing and win a prize!" sort of contest. Sad face. But I guess there was an award in college that I won for oboe (although it resulted in many, many hours of hard work) called the Gumberts award. It was for music major seniors, and four musicians (any instrument or voice type) were nominated by faculty at my University. We then each played or sang 15 minutes worth of music at a recital, and were scored by three judges. That was pretty cool to win. A nice way to end my college career.
|My reaction upon winning. I was really, really shocked.|
2. Do you save old greeting cards and letters, or throw them all away? Why?
I used to, but then I realized that these sort of things pile up and become clutter in my already-cluttered-house. So I usually read them, smile, feel warm and fuzzy, and then regretfully toss them. Unless they are really special or meaningful.
3. When you’re at home, do you wear shoes, socks, slippers, or go barefoot?
I'm a barefoot hippie child. In fact, I love being barefoot outside too, and if it were socially acceptable, I wouldn't wear shoes at all unless it was cold. I spent practically my entire childhood being barefoot outside. My feet were so calloused that I could walk on gravel streets with rocks and not even feel it. I find shoes to be annoying and uncomfortable. So I don't wear them unless I have to.
4. Who’s the most famous person you have ever met?
The only famous people I've ever met are famous in the Catholic sense, so all you Catholic brothas and sistahs out there will be really excited about these.
I've "met" Scott Hahn, which consisted of getting a book autographed by him at a talk I attended, and talking to him for a few minutes about homeschooling and how awesome we think he is. My husband and I (but mainly my husband) acted like teenaged school girls meeting their favorite boy band when we met Scott Hahn. Looking back, we should have been embarrassed. But I feel no shame, nor regret.
5. What has been your best work of art?
Well, when I see the word "art," I immediately think of drawing or painting or something like that. But I'm going to branch out (because I am horrible at drawing AND painting AND all things "art" related) and say that my best works of art involve singing. And I think that the most emotional and spirit filled song I ever sang was at my brother's priesthood ordination, when I sang the Litany of the Saints.
6. What’s your strongest sense?
Probably hearing. I guess because I've used my ears for performing my entire life. I can hear conversations from far away. It came in handy when I was younger and my parents were trying to talk quietly about me. This quality gets kind of annoying, too, though, because I notice small sounds (especially repetitive sounds, like the air conditioning vent, or fan, or something to that extent) that others don't normally notice. It also means that lots of noises are particularly harsh to me that would not normally bother others. I carry earplugs with me in my purse (I know...I'M A NERD) for this reason.